Why was I so excited? I have been injured for months, and this would be my first run since getting the green light from my orthopedist (Look here to find out why my orthopedist isn't a sadist who intends to chop off my foot).
This morning I checked my phone, and my friend Teresa was there with the go-ahead. I geared up, my mind racing. What if my foot hurt? What if I snapped it off? What if a zombie came out of the woods and tried to eat our brains on the trail?
|Brains! Runners' brains!!!|
The moon was full. The air was cold and crisp. The morning was quiet (except for my hawking and blowing my nose). The woods were beautiful.
|This is how it looked, but with a full moon in the sky.|
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